5. Twits in Space Skeleton FROM SPACE

So today I got permanently suspended from Twitter, and I find I’m okay with that. The tweet that landed me in hot water was “The New Xbox? Looks stupid, still probably going to get it”. I shit you not.

Here’s the thing: I know who it was who reported me. There’s this maniac who’s been stalking me across several different accounts over the last few years. I’ve never said anything untoward to this fucknut (except now of course), but he’s been following me to my Twitch, to my Mixer, to my facebook, always being abusive and trollish. I just kept blocking him and for six or seven months he’d been MIA, which suited me down to the ground.

But today he managed to get me suspended from twitter. Permanently. God knows I don’t particularly give a flying fuck about twitter but I made friends there, genuine friends whom I have become very close to indeed. Most of them, naturally, have my phone number and/or email address, but I shouldn’t even be in this postition in the FIRST FUCKING PLACE.

Twitter is really fucking weird. They’ll permanently suspend me for the most spurious of reasons yet they have no problems with the Neo Nazis or that wig-headed fuck up in the White House tweeting incendiary and hateful bile all day long.

Anyhow. Deep breath. It’s fine. I’m 35 years old and I have to purge everything and start over. My album hasn’t even been spoken about, let alone released, so that’s not a problem. I may keep the Mixer account but the Twitch account is purged. Nobody, and I do mean nobody, knows about this place, so that’s a blessing.

I just wanted to talk about videogames. Why was that such a problem? And while I’m on the subject, the Twitter videogame/retro-gaming scene is filled with douchebags. Some honest-to-God whackaloons up in that bitch, from dyed-in-the-wool misogynists to outright stalkers. I won’t miss twitter in the fucking slightest.

But I will miss some of the people I call friend. Because I can count on one, stumpy, digitless hand how many Real World™ friends I have.

Fuck! FUCK!!! God DAMN it!

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I’m fine.